A/N: It's been long, but here you go! I'm getting a new story out called Uncalled For (I have a thing about stories begining with 'U' lol) yeahh...my computer was pooed so I couldn't update earlier, buuuuut I have now and while my computer was zoned out, I was writing Uncalled For. As in on paper with pen. Yeah, something I don't do very often unless it's for school...lol. So I'm gonna type up Uncalled For then post it...okaii...?
Disclaimer: Don't own anything but the plot and OCs which don't exist yet! 8)
The bell rung for the end of fourth period and I dashed out of Room 49, anxious to get my meeting with Sharpay over with so that I could grab something to eat with Troy and meet the rest of the guys.
I walked into Room 48, expecting the room to be deserted, but there Sharpay was, sitting at a desk in the third row, reading a book.
The expression on her face looked like she was deeply absorbed in the story and didn't look up when I cleared my throat to get her attention.
"Ummm…Sharpay…?" she looked up, bewildered that anyone was in the room with her. Her eyes narrowed slightly when she saw that it was me…she looked as if, somehow, she was trying to place me…who I was…then her eyes brightened up and she positioned a small smile on her face before she wiped it off ten seconds later.
"Don't tell anyone that you just saw me…reading…it will ruin my life and social status. I hope you get this…?" she whispered, barely loud enough for me to hear, I nodded slowly in response. "Can we get this over and done with?" she rolled her eyes and gave me a genuine smile; the last time I'd seen one of them was when I'd sung karaoke at a lodge in Colorado in winter break, before I was moving back here.
"Okay, what is this survey?" I handed her the survey that I'd printed off last night. So far, I'd asked my mom and my neighbour, who I hardly knew. I was set to ask ten people; I planned to ask Sharpay, then Troy and maybe Chad, Zeke, Jason, a girl called Taylor, from my advanced trig class and maybe someone else...
"Here, I filled it in, pretty good questions, what's your GPA?"
I smiled, "Way above average, 4.7."
She raised her eyebrows in amazement, "Wow! I didn't even think that 4.7 was actually achievable, but when I asked my Remedial Geology teacher; she said that it was the highest grade, in the letter form, it was A, and I was pretty shocked, I'm a 3.9." I smiled, "A high B, or B, that's pretty good!"
She shook her head, "Before I met you, I was the cleverest person I knew, having the highest GPA. You're higher than me; that makes me feel, like, substandard." I shook my head, "Everyone is different, when you accept that, you'll realise that your GPA isn't everything in life!"
She sniffed, "I-I guess…"
I smiled a warm smile, "Good. Now go into the bathroom and clean up; then you could get something to eat…?" She nodded, then looked at me with the biggest smile on her face, "You know…you're actually really nice; a helluva lot more than I give you any credit for…" I smiled, "Thanks…"
Her smile didn't fade, "How would you like to sit at lunch with me and my girls?" she was eager, and I knew it; eager to show off a friend who's GPA was higher than her own and that she wasn't selective with the people in her posse. She wanted to show that I was truly a nice person and she wanted me to feel welcome. I could tell by the look in her eyes; what I was about to say would probably replace the temporary warmth in her heart for me with ice cold feelings…
"Ummm…no thanks…" I mumbled…I turned to see Troy standing outside the door, half hidden round the corner, so that no-one could see…especially not Sharpay.
Her smile turned into a slight frown, "Why not…?"
I bit my lip, "B-Because I was invited to sit with Troy and catch up with some of the people I've missed while living in Colorado…" I mentally braced myself from the screaming I was gonna get…
It never came, I looked up at her; she had an odd glazed look on her face, "How come he's already invited you to lunch? He's only known you a day…I had to make friends with him first, which took a month or a bit, before becoming his girlfriend; well, forcing him into that relationship, but still…I'm the only girl he's actually had all the time I've actually known him…so I don't think you have a chance with him…I mean, he hasn't had a girl before or since me, a year ago."
I smiled, "Don't worry, I think I know him much better than you; I've known him longer than anyone here definitely has."
She smirked, "How long have you exactly known him?"
Before I could answer, he stepped out of the shadows… "I've known her exactly 14 years in a week."
Her mouth dropped about three feet.
"H-How do you know each other that long!" I smirked slightly, Troy carried on; "I met her just before kindergarten. We formed a really strong friendship. Then, I fell in love with her in fifth grade, the day I found out what love really was, I knew that I loved her. I was gonna get up the courage to ask her out in seventh grade, but then she moved to Colorado and I was crushed. I vowed myself never to get into a relationship unless it was with her. The only relationship, if you could even call it that, was with you, Sharpay Evans, who liked me because of my high status, being a high school freshman I thought, I'm gonna stick to my vow; I'm not gonna date anyone other than my Gabi; but you forced me into a sort of relationship with you…which lasted about two weeks, you simply stopped hanging out with me and started hanging out with that Richie guy, and I realised, finally, it's over. The torture is over. I waited for my Gabi, then, I heard from someone that she was coming back, I was so overly excited! My Gabi was gonna come back to me, finally. I searched the school for the past two days…then finally, today, I bumped into her…I was so happy! And right now, I think that we, as in Gabi and I should get to the cafeteria to get some lunch; then head to fifth and sixth periods, which we have the same, then getting to our lockers to dump our things and catch up on our lives walking home…"
Sharpay mumbled something about 'not acceptable' and 'I hate you, Troy' which was totally fine with us as we left the room, smiling at our victory and Sharpay's defeat.
The next thing I experienced was the weirdest of my life.
Apparently, the rumor about us had spread far…I didn't think that it was this far…
As we walked into the cafeteria, holding hands; every person in the whole dining hall stared at us as we came through.
Even people standing outside at the wall length windows of the cafeteria were gawping; apparently, they didn't seem to register that what they'd heard was true.
Troy obviously knew his way round here and led me up some stairs to a slightly detached part of the cafeteria where all the jocks and cheerleaders were sitting…I smiled at the familiar faces I saw, most got up and gave me a hug and shed some tears and sat down, envying me; I knew them all from elementary school and some of them, Troy had mentioned to me when we were walking from Room 49 to cafeteria.
"Oh My God! Gabi! Over here!" I recognised that voice. It belonged to fifteen year old Chad Edward Danforth; the guy with the bushy hair and a loud voice! I hadn't seen him since seventh grade!
I looked around, searching for him, I saw a bush of brown frizz and instantly realised that it was him; "Chad!"
I rushed up to him, he was beaming as he looked down at me, he stood up; he'd always towered over me, but he'd grown in height more than I had; "You've grown!" was the first thing out of his mouth; I rolled my eyes, "And so has your hair!"
He smiled, "How've you been? How's Colorado treated you…?"
I smiled, "Good, but there was no loud, bushy haired Chad there to cheer up life!"
He grinned and I heard a shout from behind him, "There was no Cookie Monster there either!"
I smiled, "Cookie Monster!?"
Zeke smiled, "How've you been? It's been…a long time!"
I grinned, "I've been okay, but I missed you guys so much!"
He grinned, "I bet you did, did you make any friends that you miss?"
I nodded, "Yeah, quite a few, actually, all girls." I giggled, he rolled his eyes, and I turned to Jason, "Have you asked Marie out?"
He grinned, "We've been going strong for a year and a half." I smiled, "Good to know that you finally done it!"
He nodded, "Yeah, I was thinking of what you would do, and did that."
I smiled, liking the fact that I wasn't forgotten here.
Someone tapped me on the shoulder, "Gabi, you wanna eat?" it was Troy, I could recognise his voice anywhere… "Yeah, let's go, I'm starving!"
He grinned, "Had fun meeting everyone?" I looked up at him and nodded in response, "Yeah, it's good to see everyone again."
He looked down at me, thoughtfully for a few seconds, "What are you doing Saturday night?"
I stared at him before replying, "I'm going for a rave at the local nightclub." Sarcastically.
He rolled his eyes, "Yeah…can I take you out for dinner?"
I grinned, "Are you asking me out, Troy Bolton?" Just loud enough for the whole cafeteria to hear.
Surely enough, every head turned our way; we looked around for a second, quite impressed.
"Yeah, I am." I smile at him seductively, "Well…if you want it your way…yes; I'd love to go out to dinner with you on Saturday night, Troy."
He smiled, "Sweet, let's go get something to eat."
I smiled at him as he wrapped his arms around me, I glanced around us, seeing girls turn red and guys look shocked.
I shrugged to myself.
There was a good range of food to choose from, I chose a simple salad and some cold pasta. Troy chose a Mac and cheese.
"Yeah, Troy, if you carry on choosing things that you can make, your diet would consist of nothing but Mac and cheese and toast." I grinned.
He rolled his eyes, "Whatever, Montez." I smiled, "Never call me that again, Bolton, never; if you do, you won't like the consequences, and it won't include a kiss."
"I'm so scared." He said sarcastically, I grinned; what he didn't know was gonna hurt him bad, so I decided to let him know, "I don't think that you'll be grinning when find out that your girlfriend is a fourth dan black belt in karate, will you?"
He stared at me, "Seriously."
I smiled, "She's changed since you last saw her."
He grinned, "Yeah, I know." He said, glancing down at my cleavage, I rolled my eyes, "I'm not talking about puberty."
He smiled, "I know, let's go eat."
I rolled my eyes as we walked off to the table Chad and the rest of the guys were sitting on…
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